If you didn't care what happened to me,
And I didn't care for you,
We would zig zag our way through the boredom and pain
Occasionally glancing up through the rain.
Wondering which of the buggars to blame
And watching for pigs on the wing.
Si no te importara lo que me pasa,
Y yo no me preocupara por tí
Zizaguiaríamos en nuestro camino a través del aburrimiento y el dolor
Ocasionalmente mirando a través de la lluvia
Preguntándonos a cuál de los necios culpar
Y observando cerdos en el aire.